it had been some time since the human had first opened the barrier , rattling bones trousling as PAPYRUS meanders his merry way up porch steps , a hand cocked &&. rapping lanky knuckles upon wooden fixture . two knocks , three ; a loving departure from his usual nuanced bursting through the window .
❛ DING DONG , O’ LADY OF THE ASGORE ! ❜ it was a merciful title from [ ASGORE’S CLONE ] , his first nickname deemed to the queen he had long since forgotten -- ( or perhaps , never knew ? )
as the knob twists , hands move to slick back against his skull , seemingly mocking that of smoothing back hair . there she stood , somewhat smaller in height to the 10′6 skeleton monster now looming in her doorway , elegant extravagance thrown to the curbside as excitement pitter pats upon broadened ribcage .
❛ GOOD MORROW YOUR MAJESTIC MONARCH ! IT IS I , THE [ GREAT ] PAPYRUS , NOW CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD ; HERE TO MAKE MY DAILY REPORT . ❜